From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 27 Yan Yushu

In the southern wilderness, there are endless mountains and swamps.

A woman with a cold temperament suddenly crawled out from the deep valley. She was either a Qi practitioner, or a ghost or monster!
"..."

Chen Xuan said nothing, staring coldly at the girl who was soaked all over.

The girl wore no makeup, her skin was fair, and drops of water slid down her smooth jade-like face, which was so natural and unadorned that one couldn't help but feel a sense of pity for her.

She was holding a blue cloth package tied with a bow in her hand, as if she was a person who had been attacked by a villain and was forced to jump into the water to escape.

“Ah, someone…”

The girl noticed that Chen Xuan was staring at her with his eyes twisted, and she immediately became like a frightened little fox, and quickly covered her collar with her hands to block out the white scenery pouring down.

Her delicate face flushed slightly. She looked back at the river, as if she wanted to jump in again and get ashore from another place to escape the embarrassing situation... but in the end she didn't dare to jump.

"This thing... pretending to be weak, is it a Qi practitioner, or a monster?"

Chen Xuan's frown deepened, and he became more alert, although he did not feel any hostility.

The girl walked down the mountain road with her head down, wearing a thin, wet, dark blue dress, with the snow-white part faintly visible. She was clearly trying to avoid Chen Xuan's gaze, but faintly, she gave people a kind of seductive and charming look that made people want to... desecrate her.

"..."

Chen Xuan's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he stared at the girl as if facing a great enemy.

The girl lowered her head and passed by Chen Xuan. The man could faintly smell the girl's body fragrance that made his blood boil, and the erotic picture of the white entanglement involuntarily emerged in his mind.

"Snapped!"

Something fell at Chen Xuan's feet.

"..."

Chen Xuan clenched his fists and turned around immediately, still staring at her thin back.

The girl tensed up, as if she could sense the man's gaze on her body becoming increasingly intense. Finally, she couldn't help it anymore, turned her head, frowned, and scolded:
"I've never seen a woman before, I've been looking at..."

His voice was pleasant, as clear and crisp as the stream flowing by the rocks under the pines in the mountains, flowing slowly through people's hearts.

Chen Xuan was stunned for a moment, his eyes became strange, and he pointed to his feet and said:

"Something fell."

When the girl saw it, her face immediately turned red with shame. It turned out to be a small bronze mirror used by women for dressing. It had just slipped out of the bag and fell at the man's feet. She hurried back to pick it up, making a tiny mosquito-like sound.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist..."

She seemed a little guilty and immediately turned around and walked away quickening her pace.

He is a Qi practitioner.

Chen Xuan stared at the woman's back as she disappeared, then after a moment he withdrew his gaze and looked around.

I still don't understand. The river bank is wide and you can go to the mountain road either left or right.

Why did she have to rush past me in such a panic?
The items in the bag fell right at his feet.

"Deliberately, or accidentally?"

Chen Xuan murmured, already extremely alert in his heart. If the girl showed any hostility, he would immediately strike out with his iron-hard fist.

"Wearing a torn skirt, your whole body is soaked, what can you cover up... I don't believe you are a good person."

Chen Xuan shook his head and muttered to himself, feeling vaguely that this woman was not simple, but it didn't matter much, so he continued to walk out of the mountain.

At the quiet foot of the mountain, the river flows slowly, and the bare branches of the willow trees are covered with new green, creating a scene of vitality and growth.

The winter snow is melting and spring is coming.

……

……

Half a minute later, Chen Xuan walked through several intersections and ran into several tall figures head-on.

"Amitabha..." Two monks wearing robes, with arms, legs and feet as straight and strong as pillars, appeared. Their heads were square, as if neatly cut stones were piled on their shoulders. They looked solemn, as if they had suffered a lot and had a deep hatred.

The ascetic monk of the Hanging Temple!
It's exactly the same as the rumored block image!
"Fellow Daoist, have you met a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old? Her name is Yan Yushu, and she looks like a fairy."

The older ascetic monk asked Chen Xuan with a solemn expression.

"I saw a woman climbing out of the river."

Chen Xuan answered, already alert in his heart, for he had secretly learned the magic tricks of the Hanging Temple.

But magic tricks are not like breathing techniques, which will gradually change the body structure through the accumulation of breathing rhythm over time. As long as the little white ape does not actively reveal his magic tricks, the other party should not be able to detect it.

The ascetic's eyes lit up, and he asked quickly, "Please tell us where she went?"

Chen Xuan shook his head upon hearing this: "Master, I have no grudge against that woman, and I don't know what she did to provoke you. Please forgive me for not revealing her whereabouts."

Although this answer was a rejection, it was also quite frank.

"..."

Upon hearing this, the two ascetic monks looked at each other, then put their square heads together and whispered in front of Chen Xuan.

"Brother Kongwen, this man wants to help her conceal her whereabouts. He must have forgotten his loyalty because of his beauty, and his nature and life have been completely hooked by the [Six Desire Heavens]."

The young monk said confidently, "This man's life is ruined."

The elderly monk named Kongwen said with compassion, "Yan Yushu has killed too many people along the way..."

The young monk's eyes were almost spitting fire as he angrily said, "Yan Yushu is cunning. She knows that great cultivators of the human race cannot set foot in the Southern Wilderness at will. Humph, but she doesn't know what great determination we in the Hanging Temple have made. She can't escape."

The temple even sent out young monks like him who had only recently started practicing Qi and had little knowledge of Buddhism. An invisible net that covered the sky and the sun enveloped him. Even if he escaped into the southern wilderness, he would definitely be caught.

Chen Xuan listened to these words and thought to himself, "Six Desire Heavens..."

The girl just now was named Yan Yushu, and she was the [Six Desire Heavens] registered in the underworld?
I knew it, there was something wrong with this woman at first glance. Although she was incredibly beautiful, there was an evil aura about her that inexplicably led people to commit crimes.

just.

He adhered to the moral principles and was unwilling to betray her whereabouts casually. Why did he forget his moral principles and be completely hooked by the young monk when he heard her say that?

"If Yan Yushu is truly an unforgivable criminal who has committed countless evil deeds, I will definitely tell her the direction she left. This is a good deed, and there is no psychological burden."

Chen Xuan thought to himself, but the Black Cat Goddess once said that the monks in the Hanging Temple have crazy personalities and most of them are not normal people.

Although they have no involvement in the mortal world, they once made a crazy attempt to awaken the giant ape [Yonghe]. Now, they are pursuing the immortal seed [Six Desire Heavens], and I wonder what shocking events they are planning behind the scenes.

Chen Xuan didn't want to get involved in such matters lightly, so he turned around and left.

When the young monk saw Chen Xuan about to leave, he immediately became anxious and shouted, "Brother Kongwen, this man is leaving!"

He quickly stepped forward and was about to grab Chen Xuan's shoulder, but Chen Xuan seemed to have an eye on his back and instantly dodged to the side, his eyes gloomy.

"What are you going to do?"

The young monk was stunned. He hadn't expected the other party to react so quickly, easily dodging his attack. He immediately turned to the older monk behind him and said anxiously, "Brother Kongwen, he's already dead. His death is not a pity. Let's quickly subdue him and force him to reveal Yan Yushu's whereabouts!"

This is a very constructive suggestion.

But before Chen Xuan could react, a lion-like roar rang out.

"shut up!!"

Monk Kongwen's face changed drastically when he heard this, and he suddenly kicked the young monk more than ten meters away. The young monk's chest was sunken, and countless ribs were broken. He couldn't stop vomiting blood in the air.

"Junior brother, you allow evil thoughts to grow freely in your heart, and you want to harm others as soon as you open your mouth. How is that different from ordinary mortals?"

Monk Kongming's face was serious. He shouted at the young monk on the ground, "Brother, you are beyond help. You should commit suicide here!"

"..."

Seeing this, Chen Xuan was shocked by this unexpected turn of events.

(End of this chapter)